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Bryce canyon is another jewel in the pantheon of treasures that dot this country’s rugged landscape……. The combination of water , wind and time has produced cathedral like structures surpassing is some respects the beauty of statues and gargoyles produced by man……. The visuals created by the natural forces produce an innate and ingrained response deep within ones being……..always near is the feeling that one belongs to the spiers and peaks as much as they belong to us. Thoreau once said that nature was full of genius….. This brilliance is never more evident than in the radiant canvas of colors and shapes that excite the senses……Like a father confessor they soothe and cleanse the inner person from the travails of the inflicted…….In its simplest form Bryce portrays the inviting and daunting sides of its nature……Take comfort in the reality of its existence…take caution that unlike its perpetual presence our mortal coils have a limited time to relish its panorama of enlightenment.
In a small corner of the earthA shimmering gem stands against the sky
Formed when the light of the night firmament Had not yet twinkled its radiance And the constellations were preparing their canopy
Zion is a testimonial to upheaval And to the ancient sea which once Engulfed it
Michelangelo did not create his monuments he extracted them from their stone prison On a much greater scale Zion was always there
Like a piece of coalWaiting to crystallize into diamond
One questions the perpetrator of such splendidWondersOthers ponder the orderly within the random
The marvel that is Zion compels UncertaintyAnd challenges the most ardent credence
Perhaps we are all monuments Waiting to be extracted
Prepared from the dust of the heavensLaid bare in our mortality
Shaped for the eternal Zion becomes another piece of the puzzle
An enigma to be seen and pondered To shape the monument within each of us.
Formed when the light of the night firmament Had not yet twinkled its radiance And the constellations were preparing their canopy
Zion is a testimonial to upheaval And to the ancient sea which once Engulfed it
Michelangelo did not create his monuments he extracted them from their stone prison On a much greater scale Zion was always there
Like a piece of coalWaiting to crystallize into diamond
One questions the perpetrator of such splendidWondersOthers ponder the orderly within the random
The marvel that is Zion compels UncertaintyAnd challenges the most ardent credence
Perhaps we are all monuments Waiting to be extracted
Prepared from the dust of the heavensLaid bare in our mortality
Shaped for the eternal Zion becomes another piece of the puzzle
An enigma to be seen and pondered To shape the monument within each of us.
If God ever intended a cradle of life , he would have chosen Yellowstone. Every conceivable geological feature resides in this land Mountains that feed the valleys with nourishment,Endless forests that provide shelterStreams that feed the lakesWaterfalls that shape the earth around itabundant life from the volcanic crater that is… YellowstoneIn geological time, it is a recent offering to HumankindGlimpses of the earth’s inner secrets often come out in sporadic rushesOther times as jewel speckled pools of hot nectarValleys worthy of Eden..green and abundantMotherland to life and death to its indigenous habitantsIn this land the cycles and the seasons have meaningEarth , air , fire and water have found balance Without prejudice or preference..and like the almighty Yellowstone is not a respecter of persons or creaturesIndependently and proudly the land shows its wares The envy of artists and poetsThe Bane of the proud and arrogant
Drink from its breastThe sweet and sourThe acrid air assaults the palate Its smoke glimpses the gateway to hadesAbove the surface is a foretaste of blissIf the lion and lamb should lie togetherLet this be the gathering place
Drink from its breastThe sweet and sourThe acrid air assaults the palate Its smoke glimpses the gateway to hadesAbove the surface is a foretaste of blissIf the lion and lamb should lie togetherLet this be the gathering place
Last leg of the trip which includes monument valley and Santa Fe